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Near the east gate of the Wetland Park.

The exchange of fire between players and mutants continues.

After the edge paddling led the team to steal the head, they led the small team members to fight and retreat, following the retreat route marked on the VM map, and quickly evacuated to the evacuation point of the adjacent street.

It stands to reason that ordinary FPS games are almost cleared here.

But for an open world game like "Wasteland Online", the hatred value of a monster does not seem to depend on how far it is from its hometown, but in the true sense of how much it wants to tear you apart.

The mutants who came out chasing the fringe man did not rush into the ambush circle, but divided into three teams to outflank them.

And this also led to the fact that, except for the mutants who rushed to the streets first and were caught off guard by the players ambushing here, the remaining two teams of mutants entered the battlefield almost in full condition and full of anger.

Fifteen against thirty.

Even if the players have an advantage in numbers, only twice the advantage is obviously not enough to fill the gap in level and attributes.

The battle situation became tense for a while.

"Gan! How thick is this mutant's blood?!"

"Neither gun nor chest fall, do you have to hit the end to die?!"

"It's disgusting, you can't fight without an anti-equipment rifle!"

"I am afraid that the anti-equipment rifle is not suitable for use. It is no longer a question of whether to wear or not. It is the same as if it is worn. I think at least it can be used for recoilless guns or pottery!"

"Fuck? Brother, you also play loofah, wait for a while and rush to the street together to drive black!"

"Uh, I play Granny 3 more... I don't understand what you say."

"The dog is planning to get up and work! This time the blood speed is too unreasonable for Nima!"

After a few rounds of cold arrows, the mutants gradually began to discover that these humans seemed to have no other means other than a few small water pipes.

There seems to be no other reinforcements around.

Gradually, a grinning smile appeared on his face. The mutants who were close to him carried the hood and door removed from the car wreck as shields, drew out the axe and short knife, and prepared to fight these thin humans in close hands.

Looking at the fallen teammate next to him, remembering the man's promise, with an expression of grief on his face on the edge of the water, he removed the VM from his arm and stuffed it to the comrade beside him.

"Brother, this is my VM, you take it back for me!"

The player was stunned, and said blankly.

"Fuck? What are you doing."

"I said I would bring all my brothers back alive, but it turned out that I was left alone."

The more I talked, the more I felt embarrassed, and my heart was full of sadness in the edge of the water. The love gun that was quickly patting was also stuffed into the hands of his teammates, and he picked up the spear on the ground.

"You withdraw, Lao Tzu is going to fight this bunch of dogs--"

Before the words fell, there was a loud bang.

I saw a mutant soldier rushing over from the bunker, his head exploded in a burst of blood mist, and he fell to the side.

Seeing the sudden scene, the players squatting behind the bunker and shooting were stunned.

Damn it?

what happened?

Could it be that he was planning to get up to work? !

The mutants who had just rushed halfway were also stupid, looking at the fallen comrades dumbfoundedly, and fell into chaos for a while.

Where's the head?

Why is it gone? !

Time did not stop due to the dullness of the two parties, the sonic boom that pierced the air sounded like beans!

The metal projectile accelerated to Mach 5 by the electromagnetic rail burst out of the chamber, suddenly leaning from the side of the street like a storm.

The mutant warrior who rushed to the street was instantly turned over by the sudden firepower, and his stumps and arms were flying.

Some mutants didn't even have time to wailing, they were sieved by the mass bullets from the shots, and fell into a pool of blood to stop breathing.

Not to mention the body of flesh and blood.

Even the homogeneous steel plate under 20mm is as paperless in the face of this terrifying kinetic energy.

Seeing the four power armors emerging from the shadows on the side and the arc flashing from the muzzle, the players squatting behind the bunker looked straight.

"I'm going... what is this?!"

"Power armor! Great! It's the power armor in the official website!"

"Are they friendly?!"

"Probably? It looks like they are here to trouble the mutants!"

"Brother planning is awesome!"

"This is too handsome..."

Many small players showed envious expressions on their faces.

The streamlined ergonomic design, angular breastplate and shoulder armor perfectly fit their violent aesthetics.

And the amazingly powerful Gauss rifle!

These green-skinned muscular guys, in front of it, are almost papery.

In one sentence, it's so handsome!

"If you don't blow up, you can't be black, I bet this group of people is at least level 30!"

"Not necessarily. The strong thing is the equipment but not the human. Give me the whole set, and I can do it on me!"

"Blow on you! But then again, there seems to be no level restriction on the equipment of Wasteland OL?"

"I see in the setting that some weapons seem to have attribute requirements. For example, the manager's hammer has a high demand for power... at least the setting is."

"What do you think about the breastplate of power armor with the manager's hammer?"

"Emmm...ask the plan."

The battlefield became a one-sided slaughter.

The players have stopped firing, got up on the sidelines, and handed over the dominance of the battlefield to this group of friendly forces who suddenly entered the battlefield.

Their small water pipes can't help anyway.

It's better to save some bullets and watch the plot.

In the middle of the storm, the aggressive mutants did not retreat. Instead, they roared and charged towards the four power armors. They swung their muscular arms and greeted the stones, javelins, and axes. Go up.

However, in the face of heavy, homogeneous steel plates, these attacks are no different from tickles, only clanging scratches on the armor.

It's like a cavalry attacking a tank frontally.

The reckless behavior of these mutants accelerated their demise.

"Did these beasts have muscles in their brains? Forget about these survivors, dare to charge the power armor?"

Looking at the axe that fell on his chest, a Marine Corps soldier grinned, pulled the overheated barrel from the magnetic track, replaced it with a new one, and pulled the trigger to continue firing.

"Hahaha, I agree! The green-skinned monster on the east coast at least knows to inlay two steel plates on his chest with no use for eggs!"

Less than three minutes after they entered the battlefield, most of the mutants had been killed and injured, and the streets were full of broken limbs and **** corpses.

The battlefield is fierce!

The fighting basically stopped.

Lu Yang raised his right fist to signal to his teammates to cease fire, and was about to step forward to check the situation of the friendly forces.

However, at this time, the abnormality has emerged!

Under the shadow by the street, there was a sudden roar of anger.

I saw a green-skinned muscular guy with a red upper body, standing up with an iron bucket in his arms, and slamming forward.

Using the most primitive brute force, he threw the iron barrel and anger at the iron bumps who slaughtered his teammates.

The fuse burned out!

The iron barrel filled with explosives exploded in mid-air!

Although the mutant that violently violently smashed into a sieve by the reacting soldiers in a flash, the billowing smoke and shrapnel swallowed the nearest power armor.

The flying shrapnel obviously did not damage the armor at all, leaving only a few small scratches. However, due to the angle, the shock wave of the explosion still shook the shoulders of the Marine Corps soldier.

"Ahem--"

There was a messy cough in the communication channel.

The stunned Marine Corps soldier staggered out of the smoke. The Gauss rifle was on the ground, his right hand was pressed on his undamaged helmet, and his dizzy head was shaken vigorously.

Seeing this, the teammate next to him went up and helped him.

"Grass... brother, are you okay?"

"He's okay, maybe he's smiling."

"Go... Fuck you! Ahem... I feel like I need to see a doctor."

"Dentist?"

"Maybe it's coelenterology, I suspect he was taken aback and swallowed the chewing gum in his mouth."

"To shut up!"

He berated the gagging teammate, Lu Yang stretched out his hand to hold the comrade-in-arms involved in the explosion, pinched his shoulder to make him look at him, and stared at his helmet and said seriously.

"Are you okay?"

Taking a deep breath, the soldier nodded.

"I... okay!"

"very good!"

Patting his shoulder armor, Lu Yang nodded affirmatively, then raised his right fist and swiped forward, making an offensive gesture.

"Go ahead!"

"Let's get rid of all the bed bugs before the sun goes down."

"Don't keep one!"

...

far away.

Chu Guang, who was peeking through the drone, told Xiaoqi to capture the wonderful moments while commenting on the combat effectiveness of these people.

"...It seems that this power armor is not completely invincible, I thought it would at least be equipped with a nitrogen shield, or something else on it."

"However, explosives that can withstand tens of kilograms at this extreme distance are also very strong. Humanoid tanks are a bit exaggerated, but there must be humanoid armored vehicles."

The mutant technology tree basically has black powder, and the explosive equivalent of black powder of the same quality is about one-fifth to one-seventh of T'n T.

Ignoring the impact of other factors such as detonation speed and explosive burning speed, the power of 5-10 kg Tn T just now is probably comparable.

This power is no small.

"If there is a conflict, I think about it... 10 kilograms is probably not enough, but 50 kilograms of Tn T is definitely enough."

For these honeymoon allies, Chu Guang gave a high evaluation in his heart.

At this point in the battle, there is basically no suspense.

Under the cover of an observer, the four power armors advanced along the alleys between the abandoned buildings, and cleanly eliminated the mutants ambushing in the alleys and ruins.

Maybe it was because he was passionate about himself, maybe it was these soldiers who pretended to be unconscious, Chu Guang always felt that they were showing off to himself.

But it doesn't matter.

Chu Guang wanted them to be more showy. It would be better to bring out the full performance of the power armor, so that his game CG would be even more powerful.

"Xiao Qi, get closer, stick to them from the upper left side, let the camera rush in with them, and shoot the momentum of dribbling the ball and hitting a person!"

"Ah? Do you still have to lean over? But I'm worried about the stray bullet accidentally being injured..." And what is the momentum of dribbling the ball into someone.

Xiao Qi was busy going over the wall to search for information on the Internet in another world, and the information found was actually hundreds of Gs.

I can't understand it at all!

"It's okay, you watched the filming, anyway, if it broke, I will pay them for compensation!" Chu Guang said without hesitation.

"Okay, okay..."

Seeing the power armor that leaped five meters high with the help of the vortex engine, easily surmounted obstacles and landed steadily, Chu Guang admired it, and while commanding Xiao Qi, he gave the big brothers a few close-up shots. .

This mobility is really awesome!

It is equivalent to a Hummer flying in a small alley.

If you have this jumping ability, what RPG are you afraid of?

I'm afraid I can chase the RPG away!

Hey, I really want to build one!

In just five minutes, the battle outside the mutant camp had ended, and the remaining sporadic resistance was nothing but a dying struggle.

Instructing Xiao Qi to raise the camera again, looking at the power armor that broke into the mutant camp, Chu Guang, who had taken enough footage, had an expression of inexplicable expression on his face.

"It would be great if there was another long-range tactical nuclear strike."

Xiao Qi said weakly: "But, won't that accidentally hurt your players?"

At this time the players have entered the small alley near the mutant camp.

Not to support allies, but mainly to pick up people.

A corpse of a mutant can be exchanged for a lot of money!

Does it matter if you kill yourself?

Anyway, NPC will not compete with players.

Chu Guang didn't care about the behavior of the little players. The mutants' corpses could also be used, and there were a lot of active substances produced.

At the same time, the light blue pop-up window was printed in Chu Guang's eyes.

【mission completed! 】

[Requirement: Exterminate the Mutant Tribe on 76th Street]

[Reward: 200 reward points]

...

"The area is emptied."

"Confirmed that 47 mutants were killed... a lot more information than the information provided by the friendly army. And these beasts also blown up the brain of one of our guys. I think they should give us some compensation."

"Fuck... if you dare to mention another word in my mind, I will put my fist in your mouth!"

"Hahaha, calm down, I'm just kidding."

The soldiers in the occupation camp were bragging on the communication channel. Lu Yang didn't care about them this time. After a great battle, they really needed to relax.

All mutants have been eliminated, and no one is left alive.

Rather, these mutants did not give them a chance to survive.

From the time they broke into the fortress, the green-skinned monsters in the camp, dressed in strange clothes, rushed towards them like crazy.

However, this is of no use.

In front of the Gauss rifle, not to mention their muscles, even their wooden stockade is as paper.

They drove the remaining mutants to the east side of the camp, which was probably the leader's camp, or something similar. Then they fired at the inside until the barrel held by the magnetic track burned red, and then stopped the fire and went in to make up for the knife.

And mutants don’t need to talk about kindness.

They haven't done a good thing in the past two centuries.

"Captain, come and see here..."

"what have you found?"

"Some interesting things... you'll know when you come over and take a look."

Hearing the voice of his comrades, Lu Yang, who was explaining the situation on the front line to the Trailblazer 10 kilometers away, immediately walked towards the Marine.

In front of them was a spacious wooden house. The door of the house was wide at both ends and narrow in the middle. Inside the room are displayed some parts taken from the prey, including bear claws, deer heads, two-headed dogs, and human hands.

Mutants have a peculiar tribal culture. They don't know how to worship blood and violence, and they have unique feelings for alien species in the wasteland.

They will not eat the whole prey, but will keep a part of the prey. Half of the prey will be smeared with juice containing copper sulfate and nitrous acid as a collection of trophies, while the other half will be thrown at the entrance of the camp or outside the fence. A tribute to the gods in their hearts...Although most of these tributes were eventually eaten by creatures such as rats and cockroaches.

It's a bit like an altar for storing trophies.

"Is there anything worth paying attention to here?" Lu Yang glanced at the situation in the room, with a look of disgust on his face.

If he could, he really didn't want to stay here for a second.

"Yes, Captain... I found something strange here."

With that said, the Marine slammed the helmet light on the floor.

Lu Yang looked along the light, and saw a very deep blood stain on the wooden floor.

Seeing the shape, it looks a bit like a drag mark of a corpse.

"It's a bit like a place for sacrifices, where the mutants slaughter their prey, and then dismember the prey—"

"Well, you don't need to say, I know how they do it."

Lu Yang frowned, stepped forward, and stepped on the floor made of wood with his right foot.

The sound coming from under my feet seemed to be something wrong.

With a slight movement in his heart, he violently stepped forward with his right foot, directly stomping the piece of wood into two pieces.

really!

The floor was empty~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Lu Yang smashed a few more pieces of wood like the same method, shone a beam of light down, and what was imprinted was a tunnel engraved with strange symbols on the wall.

"...There is actually authentic?"

The Marine Corps soldier walked to his side and said compared to the pre-war map in the database.

"Your current location should be the central flower bed of the community... Judging from the concrete structure below, this underground passage should have been built before the war."

So those symbols on the wall are left behind by mutants?

"Where do you think this tunnel will lead?"

"Sir, I don't know, but based on experience... only certain special shelters need to be hidden under the flower beds."

Lu Yang thought for a moment, and quickly made a judgment.

"Let's go down and take a look."